Our Cousin Veronica: Or, Scenes and Adventures Over the Blue RidgeBunce & brother, 1855 - 437 էջ |
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... door , " I am going to the coach office to meet our cousin Lomax . If you wrap yourself up warm , and are a good boy , I will take you . " " Oh ! papa , may not I go with you ? " I cried . I was two years younger than my brother Max ...
... door , " I am going to the coach office to meet our cousin Lomax . If you wrap yourself up warm , and are a good boy , I will take you . " " Oh ! papa , may not I go with you ? " I cried . I was two years younger than my brother Max ...
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... door , already surrounded by a crowd of stable people . My eyes were still attracted to the smithy , where there was more to interest me , than in cousin Lomax , a small , grey - haired , blue - eyed gentleman , who had never honored me ...
... door , already surrounded by a crowd of stable people . My eyes were still attracted to the smithy , where there was more to interest me , than in cousin Lomax , a small , grey - haired , blue - eyed gentleman , who had never honored me ...
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... door . I was frightened at first , and pressed closer to my brother . “ Nonsense , " said he . " It seems like the Arabian Nights ; something is going to happen I dare say . Don't you remember the black slaves who waited upon Zobeide ...
... door . I was frightened at first , and pressed closer to my brother . “ Nonsense , " said he . " It seems like the Arabian Nights ; something is going to happen I dare say . Don't you remember the black slaves who waited upon Zobeide ...
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... door . They were pretty , soft blue eyes , but now , to use our nurse's phrase , they looked “ as saucers ; " and though she did not sob aloud , nor cry , she made a little moan . Max sat down at the bottom of the chaise , and put his ...
... door . They were pretty , soft blue eyes , but now , to use our nurse's phrase , they looked “ as saucers ; " and though she did not sob aloud , nor cry , she made a little moan . Max sat down at the bottom of the chaise , and put his ...
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... door , and said in a hushed voice , " It is here , gentlemen ; had I not better call out the Colonel ? " " Call him out ? No ! hang you ! I'm not the fellow , am I Jarvis ? to call out my commanding officer . " As Captain Sparks said ...
... door , and said in a hushed voice , " It is here , gentlemen ; had I not better call out the Colonel ? " " Call him out ? No ! hang you ! I'm not the fellow , am I Jarvis ? to call out my commanding officer . " As Captain Sparks said ...
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Our Cousin Veronica: Or, Scenes and Adventures Over the Blue Ridge Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1855 |
Our Cousin Veronica, Or, Scenes and Aventures Over the Blue Ridge Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1856 |
Our Cousin Veronica: Or, Scenes and Adventures Over the Blue Ridge Elizabeth Wormeley Latimer Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1855 |
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Էջ 218 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees...
Էջ 25 - But for those first affections, Those shadowy recollections, Which, be they what they may, Are yet the fountain light of all our day, Are yet a master light of all our seeing...
Էջ 223 - FORGET not yet the tried intent Of such a truth as I have meant ; My great travail so gladly spent, Forget not yet ! Forget not yet when first began The weary life ye know, since whan The suit, the service none tell can ; Forget not yet ! Forget not yet the great assays, The cruel wrong, the scornful ways, The painful patience in delays, Forget not yet ! Forget not ! oh ! forget not this, How long ago hath been, and is The mind that never meant amiss, Forget not yet...
Էջ 280 - If I did despise the cause of my man-servant or of my maid-servant when they contended with me ; what then shall I do when God riseth up? and when he visiteth, what shall I answer him? Did not he that made me in the womb, make him? and did not one fashion us in the womb?
Էջ 142 - THE STEAMBOAT SEE how yon flaming herald treads The ridged and rolling waves, As, crashing o'er their crested heads, She bows her surly slaves ! With foam before and fire behind, She rends the clinging sea, That flies before the roaring wind Beneath her hissing lee. The morning spray, like sea-born flowers, With heaped and glistening bells, Falls round her fast, in ringing showers, With every wave that swells ; And, burning o'er the midnight deep, In lurid fringes thrown, The living gems of ocean...
Էջ 232 - When at a play to laugh, or cry, Yet cannot tell the reason why; Never to hold her tongue a minute, While all she prates has nothing in it ; Whole hours can with a coxcomb sit, And take his nonsense all for wit ; Her learning mounts to read a song, But half the words pronouncing wrong ; • Has every repartee in store She spoke ten thousand times before...
Էջ 98 - THERE is a change — and I am poor; Your Love hath been, nor long ago, A Fountain at my fond Heart's door, Whose only business was to flow; And flow it did; not taking heed Of its own bounty, or my need.
Էջ 409 - To cast the fashion of uncertain evils; For, grant they be so, while they rest unknown, What need a man forestall his date of grief, And run to meet what he would most avoid? Or, if they be but false alarms of fear, How bitter is such self-delusion!
Էջ 213 - With thy rude ploughshare, Death, turn up the sod, And spread the furrow for the seed we sow ; This is the field and Acre of our God. This is the place, where human harvests grow ! TO THE RIVER CHARLES.
Էջ 345 - Nor make our scanty pleasures less By pining at our state : And, even should misfortunes come, I here wha sit, hae met wi...